Com. But I fear They'll roar him in again. Tullus Aufidius, Men. Enter a troop of Citizens. Here come the clusters. And is Aufidius with him? You are they That made the air unwholesome, when you cast Which will not prove a whip: as many coxcombs We have deserved it. Citizens. Faith, we hear fearful news. For mine own part, When I said, banish him, I said, 'twas pity. Sec. Cit. And so did I. Third Cit. And so did I; and, to say the truth, so did very many of us: that we did, we did for the best; and though we willingly consented to his banishment, yet it was against our will. Com. Ye're goodly things, you voices? Good work, you and your cry! Capitol ? Com. O, ay, what else? You have made Shall's to the [Exeunt Cominius and Menenius. Sic. Go, masters, get you home; be not dis 130 140 may'd: 150 These are a side that would be glad to have First Cit. The gods be good to us! Come, masters, let's home. I ever said we were i' the wrong when we banished him. Enter AUFIDIUS and his Lieutenant. Auf. Do they still fly to the Roman? Lieu. I do not know what witchcraft's in him, Your soldiers use him as the grace 'fore meat, And you are darken'd in this action, sir, Auf. Of our design. He bears himself more proudlier, 10 Lieu. Yet I wish, sir, I mean for your particular,—you had not Auf. I understand thee well; and be thou sure, Lieu. Sir, I beseech you, think you he'll carry Auf. All places yield to him ere he sits down ; The senators and patricians love him too: To expel him thence. repeal, as hasty I think he'll be to Rome A noble servant to them; First he was but he could not Carry his honours even whether 'twas pride, The happy man; whether defect of judgement, 34. As is the osprey to the fish. Fish are said to turn on their backs at the sight of the osprey, 'subdued ere they are touched'; 20 30 From the casque to the cushion, but commanding peace Even with the same austerity and garb As he controll'd the war; but one of these- For I dare so far free him-made him fear'd, And power, unto itself most commendable, To extol what it hath done. One fire drives out one fire; one nail, one nail; Rights by rights falter, strengths by strengths do fail. Come, let's away. When, Caius, Rome is thine, Thou art poor'st of all; then shortly art thou mine. [Exeunt. 50 ACT V. SCENE I. Rome. A public place. Enter MENENIUS, COMINIUS, SICINIUS, BRUTUS, and others. Men. No, I'll not go: you hear what he hath said Which was sometime his general, who loved him 49-53. our virtues lie, etc.; our reputation for virtue is in the hands of our contemporaries; and power, confident of its own merits, has no more obvious road to ruin than by proclaiming them. sense. This I think the clear prefer to understand the whole as a tribute to Coriolanus, taking tomb' in the sense of 'monument.' 55. falter. So Dyce for the unintelligible 'fouler' of Ff. The emendation cannot be called certain, ; In a most dear particular. He call'd me father: Men. Do you hear? Till he had forged himself a name o' the fire Men. Why, so you have made good work! Com. I minded him how royal 'twas to pardon It was a bare petition of a state To one whom they had punish'd. Men. Could he say less? Very well: Com. I offer'd to awaken his regard Men. bare petition, a request unaccompanied by any promise of atonement or restitution |